After spending a couple weeks working on my golf swing, I got back on the ice and had absolutely the hardest wristers I've had yet. One shot from the hash marks managed to ricochet off the top inside bar back out to the faceoff dot and nail one of our guys in the head during warmups. Luckily he's a good sport.

Hips = power. I think all I was doing was opening my hips more to the target and/or leading my shot by pushing/sliding the hips toward the target.

Of course once the game started I couldn't get a clean shot off to save my life and we had no puck luck on my line. Lots of empty net shots after goalie kicked out the rebound but always going wide, or in the glove, or hit a shin, etc.

Thankfully our ringers came through as usual and we won 6-2 and outshot them 49-18 or something ridiculous and will make the "semi-finals" of the "playoffs".